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- Chapter 51 Surrender
"I've heard of it, it seems like a set of Vajra Palm is practiced well." Xiao Yuesheng nodded indifferently as the girls looked at her in surprise.
"So you know" Bei Jinyi couldn't help but smile bitterly, secretly sighing at his audacity. Even the Emei sect didn't want to provoke him. Of course, it was also because he didn't provoke the Emei sect.
The reason why Perak Hall can remain standing is due to Fan Xisheng's strong martial arts and extraordinary strategy. More importantly, there is the shadow of Shaolin behind him.
Fan Xisheng is a lay disciple of Shaolin. He is very talented in martial arts. Although he cannot learn the seventy-two arts of Shaolin, the Vajra Palm is a powerful Vajra Palm that was born out of the seventy-two arts. Although the power is slightly inferior, it is still the most skilled in the martial arts. palm technique.
With a pair of Vajra Palms, he gained a great reputation, and with his upright character, he gathered many masters and founded the Thunderbolt Hall to intimidate Sichuan and Sichuan, and became unique in the entire city of Chengdu.
When Xiao Yuesheng arrived in Chengdu for the first time, he seemed to have figured out the background of Perak Hall, but he had no idea of ??taking action because the Shuiyun Sect was not strong enough.
But now he is not afraid. With the protection of the formation, no one can invade Zishan. His teleportation ability has been restored. Although his Taoist cultivation has not reached its peak, in his eyes, people in the world of martial arts are Not worth mentioning.
"Qiu'er, do you still want to provoke the Shaolin sect?!" Wen Yubing was shocked. Could it be that he, a big disciple, had eaten the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage?
Shaolin has a long history. Although many sects can be strong for a while, they cannot flourish forever. Only Shaolin has survived for hundreds of years. Its foundation is the strongest in the world. Even the Wudang sect is far from comparable.
"Master, don't worry. As long as we strictly order the disciples not to leave the mountain, who can do anything to me?" Xiao Yuesheng said with a calm expression and a gentle voice.
His voice carried a calming force. Wen Yubing heard it, thought about it briefly, and understood that with the existence of the formation, it would be difficult for outsiders to invade Zishan. As long as the disciples did not come out of the mountain, it would not be a big problem. Moreover, these Over the years, the disciples rarely went down the mountain, and whenever they went out, they caused trouble.
"Senior Brother Xiao is right. With the protection of such a mysterious formation, no matter how powerful your martial arts is, you can't get in." Bei Jinyi nodded. She has a deep understanding of the wonders of all the formations in Zishan. She is indeed a ghost. It's unpredictable and impossible to break.
"But Shaolin has deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Crouching tiger, hidden dragon, it's hard to guarantee that someone is proficient in formations" Wen Yubing shook his head, still worried.
"Haha Master doesn't look at his disciples too often. Even if someone who is proficient in formations comes, he must come and go!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands and smiled, nodding heavily: "Master - Father -, don't worry. ,It's fine!"
Wen Yubing saw that he was smiling and didn't care. Although he was worried, he had no choice but to sigh: "You¡ª¡ª, if you can cause less trouble, don't cause trouble!"
In the west of Chengdu City, there is a rather dilapidated mansion. At first glance, it just looks like a run-down house. Few people know that this is the headquarters of Perak Hall.
The outside is dilapidated, and the furniture inside is still the same, completely dilapidated, but the windows and doors are very tight and the sound insulation effect is excellent.
At this time, in the dilapidated hall, although the weather was oppressively hot, the windows were still closed. There were three people sitting and three people lying in the hall. They were all silent and extremely dull.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of gray robes, similar in texture to monks' robes, they have a simple face, a straight nose and a broad mouth.
There are two people sitting at the bottom, one on the left and the other on the right. Each of them has a white beard and eyebrows. His face is covered with wrinkles vertically and horizontally. His eyelids are drooped, as if he is sleeping but not sleeping. He looks very old, but occasionally his eyelids open and close, and his brilliance shines. , there is no sense of depression at all.
The other person is a middle-aged man with a slender face, a clear beard under his chin, and clear eyes, showing extraordinary wisdom.
"Pa" The middle-aged heroic man slapped the square table hard, stood up and walked back and forth on the dark purple carpet, with a look of irritation on his face.
If people from Chengdu saw this middle-aged man, they would rush to say hello: "How are you, Hall Master Fan?"
The most prominent figure in Chengdu, Fan Xisheng, the leader of Perak Hall, is this middle-aged man with an unspectacular appearance.
Yesterday at noon, when he came back from doing errands outside, his subordinates reported that something had happened.
He didn¡¯t care. As the number one gang in Chengdu, Perak Hall was full of things happening every day. It was not uncommon for something to happen.
After entering the lobby, he saw many people standing in the hall, including several guest masters, as well as the deputy hall master and elders. He saw his son lying on the ground, rolling vigorously. The shrill screams were unbearable to hear.
Your own leftOn the right hand, the deputy hall master of Perak Hall, Jiang Zhaonan, and the elder Li Mufeng were about to hold down their son and check the injury.
Fan Cunyi¡¯s son was born to the most beloved wife of Fan Xisheng, the master of Perak Hall. When he went to Shaolin to study martial arts, he had extraordinary qualifications and a strong heart. He was a rare good seedling.
But he did not agree to the master's advice and never ordained and entered the Shaolin Temple. He only became a lay disciple because he loved his wife deeply.
He got married to his wife after returning from Shaolin studies. Due to difficulty in childbirth, his wife gave birth to a son for him and then passed away, but he never thought of continuing their relationship.
He naturally likes this son unusually, but he is well aware of the dangers of doting, so he is very strict with him and punishes him at every turn, especially when it comes to his martial arts practice.
But after all, he was busy with the help and could rarely take care of his son. Fan Cunyi was afraid of sticks in front of him, but he was also a good son.
Fan Xisheng had also heard about his son's lustful nature, and his two right-hand men had also bluntly advised him that he must control the young hall master and not let him act recklessly, otherwise, he would definitely cause big trouble for Perak Hall.
But Fan Cunyi is not a fool. Before causing trouble, he will first inquire about his background, act according to his ability, and bully the weak and avoid the strong. Until now, there has been no trouble, and Fan Xisheng has not paid attention to it. As a man, if he is a little lecherous, it is not a big deal. shortcoming.
"What's going on?!" Fan Xisheng ignored his son's screams, but looked at the two corpses standing straight on the ground and asked in a deep voice.
With a solemn look on his face, he took two steps forward and lifted off the white cloth covering their bodies, revealing two faces that looked as peaceful as sleeping. The dark red blood stains on their brows were very eye-catching, like dots of cinnabar.
"Master, we have encountered a problem! Brother Zhao and Brother Zhang are trying to protect the young master" One person said sadly with his fists clasped, his face vaguely confused, his expression erratic, not quite normal.
Fan Xisheng leaned forward and felt their breath, and found that it was extremely cold. It was obvious that they had been dead for a long time, but it was just not visible on their faces.
He raised his head and stood up, his face was cold and murderous, making people dare not look directly at him, and he said to one of the middle-aged men with a calm face: "Start from the beginning, Brother Jian, tell me!"
Most of the group of them had dazed expressions on their faces, but Brother Jian was calm and composed, standing out from the crowd.
He spoke clearly and eloquently. With Fan Cunyi screaming miserably next to him, he explained the whole story in just a few sentences, but he only told what happened and did not describe Xiao Yuesheng's horror. .
Fan Xisheng looked at his unconscious son with a livid face. Jiang Zhaonan tried all kinds of techniques, but seeing that he could not relieve his pain, he could only tap his faint acupoints.
"So, it was the people from the Shuiyun Sect who killed Brother Zhao and Brother Zhang?!" He looked at the guest named Jian, and his face was calm and calm at this time.
"Well, I'm not sure about this, this person's martial arts skills are too high, it's unbelievable, I really don't know where he came from!" The man named Jian shook his head, with a look of confusion on his calm face.
Fan Xisheng waved his hand to let them go down, looking in a trance. In the stuffy hall, only the deputy hall leader Jiang Zhaonan and the elder Li Mufeng were left.
Several muffled sounds rang out from the mouth of Fan Cunyi, who was lying on the carpet, breaking the silence in the hall. Although he was sleeping, his face showed an unbearable look of pain, and he moaned softly, as if he was having a nightmare.
Jiang Zhaonan was dressed in a green shirt and looked quite elegant. He stood up from his chair and came to Fan Cunyi's side. He stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, then placed a finger on his faint point. He stood up and shook his head: " The way Cunyi is controlled is very weird and cannot be completely suppressed!"
"Shuiyunpai!" Although Fan Xisheng felt sorry for his son, he never paid attention to him, pretending that he couldn't hear his moans.
Jiang Zhaonan and Li Mufeng have always looked down upon their son's lechery. Unexpectedly, their unfortunate words caused trouble, and Fan Xisheng was filled with anger.
"You deserve it!" Fan Xisheng glared at his unconscious son and cursed bitterly.
"This Shuiyun Sect, I'm afraid it's not simple" Li Mufeng kept lowering his eyelids, seeming to be asleep, and the old god said calmly.
Jiang Zhaonan sat back in the chair and nodded: "Mr. Li is right. I conclude that this person is from the Shuiyun Sect. Otherwise, the two women would not call him Grand Master Furthermore, if he is just a The people in the sect that I have good friendship with will only give me light punishment at most, but I will never be so cruel!"
His words are quite pertinent. If you are an ordinary person, when rescuing others, you will rarely kill someone without knowing the depth of the situation, and you will make revenge for yourself in vain.
Fan Xisheng, who was walking around restlessly, nodded, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and began to think about how to deal with it.
"Take two pine needlesHuman life I don't think Brother Jian and the others are exaggerating, this is too ridiculous! This time you need to be careful! "Jiang Zhaonan stroked his beard under his chin, shook his head and said slowly, his face was solemn and not very pretty.
From the dazed expressions on the faces of the guests, Fan Xisheng also knew that this time the enemy was indeed no small matter. They had always been so arrogant and had the aura of being the best in the world. If they had not encountered something unbelievable, they would all be frightened. Looks like this.
"Mr. Li, I think the technique used by Cunyi will probably harm his life!" Jiang Zhaonan hit Fan Cunyi's faint point again, stopped his moaning, raised his head and sighed to Li Mufeng, who was sitting on the chair behind the curtain. road.
Li Mufeng, whose beard and eyebrows were all white and aged, slowly opened his eyes, lowered his body, and explored Fan Cunyi's veins. After a few breaths, he sat back in the chair and shook his head: "The meridians contract and the blood flows backward. This technique is really good." It's so viciousif time goes by, in just three or two days, it will explode and die!"
"Is there a way to save it?" Fan Xisheng asked hurriedly.
Li Mufeng shook his head and looked at Fan Cunyi who was in great pain: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to untie except for the person who took action Even if it can be untied, it will only take three or two days. By then, I'm afraid the person will be gone!"
Jiang Zhaonan stroked his beard, pondered slightly, and suddenly said: "Hall Master, take Cunyi with you, go to the Shuiyun Sect, and ask the person who takes action to rescue Cunyi. We, the people in the hall, are hanging behind you The two women are safe and sound, I hope he won't force each other hard! What happens next, let's save Cunyi first!"
Since Li Mufeng said this, Jiang Zhaonan gave up the idea of ??asking for help. All the experts in Chengdu were in Perak Hall. If he went to ask for help again, it would not be possible in three or two days. Besides, it would be too risky.
"No! In this case, how can I face the dead brothers Zhao and Zhang?!"
Fan Xisheng waved his hand and flatly refused. He glanced at his son underground, determination flashed in his eyes, and he slammed the table: "At this point, I don't care about this brat anymoresend someone to collect information about the Shuiyun Sect and kill me. Cousins ??from Thunderbolt, we must pay with blood!"
"Hall Master, wait a minute!" Jiang Zhaonan interrupted him hastily.
"Young Hall Master is the foundation of our Thunderbolt Hall. There must be no accidents! Hall Master, let's endure the anger for a while and take it easy. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years! Besides, as long as the young master is saved, Hall Master, you can also ask Shaolin for help!" He advised with sincerity.
Based on his understanding, I am afraid that the hall master is really capable of doing such a thing, but maybe he is just showing off, but regardless of whether it is true or not, he can only come out to dissuade him.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Hearing the descriptions of the guests, the man from the Shuiyun Sect is really terrifying. With the martial arts they described, it would be in vain for the entire Thunderbolt Hall to rush towards him.
"Well, Zhaonan is right!" Li Mufeng, who had lowered his eyelids, nodded slowly, then closed his mouth again and returned to half-death.
Fan Xisheng remained silent, rubbing his eyebrows with one hand, his expression changing.
"Master, I'd better tell the truth!"
Seeing that he was still hesitating, Jiang Zhaonan added another irritation: "Even if all of us in the Perak Hall pull out, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with that person, and we'll just bleed in vain!"
He took a breath and smiled sincerely: " Now, I can only ask you, Hall Master, to endure the temporary humiliation, save Cunyi first, meet that person, and then make plans later!"
"Cunyi is right, it's not unreasonable!" Li Mufeng, whose eyelids had been drooped and seemed to be sleeping, suddenly spoke again, then closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Okaylet's do it -!" Fan Xisheng nodded slowly, with a cold face, and the palm prints on the table were like penetrating wood: "There is no need to send anyone to follow, I will go alone!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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